ST. OSWALD'S HOME FOR OLD WITCHES AND WIZARDS
This is chaos. This is magic. This is St. Oswald's Home for Old Witches and Wizards and it is aswonderful as you might hope.
Walker frames are conjured into life, knitting wool is enchanted into chaos, and male nurses are madeto dance tango.
These are people relieved of the burden of having to do magic for a reason — instead these witchesand wizards do magic for fun. And what fun they have.
ALBUS and OLIVIA enter, looking around themselves, amused, and let's face it, slightly scared.
ALBUS and OLIVIA: Um, excuse me . . . Excuse me. EXCUSE ME!
OLIVIA: Okay, so this place is wild.
ALBUS: We're looking for Amos Diggory.
There is suddenly total silence. Everything is instantly still. And slightly depressed.
WOOL WOMAN: And what you children want with that miserable old sod?
DELPHI appears with a smile.
DELPHI: Albus? Albus! You came? How wonderful! Come and say hello to Amos!
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Harry Potter and the Cursed Child: Rewrite
FanfictionWhat if Scorpius Malfoy was a girl? I didn't like the cursed child much but I got this idea way before the Cursed Child so here it is. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER, IF I DID I WOULDN'T BE ON WATTPAD
